Who is Adolf Hitler? You may have read about Hitler in books or on the Internet. We all know the story about the Holocaust, the concentration camps, and the gas chambers. In Mein Kampf, you will learn about who Hitler was from his perspective. You will learn about his childhood, his dreams, and his passions. You will learn about his thoughts and the ideas which led him to be one of the most powerful men in history. How was Hitler able to mobilize thousands of soldiers according to his beliefs?
Some people may say that he was a mad man. Others may say that he was a genius or that he was charismatic. In this book, you will know how Hitler views himself. You will know about the identity of the man who changed the lives of millions of people all over the world.
In the House of My Parents
I was born in the town of Braunau, which is along the German and Austrian border. I consider it fate. My generation must reunite these two German states at all costs. Austria must return to Germany because one blood needs only one Reich. Germany must embrace all its sons in one single state. My parents are Bavarian by blood, but technically, they are Austrian. My father is a devoted civil servant. He is a customs official. My mother is a housewife. I have little memory of Brenau because my father was soon reassigned to Passau. That is already inside the German proper.
My father was the son of a poor farmer. That’s why he learned at a young age how to survive on his own. Father was hard working. He would not rest even when he was old. He ran away from home when he was 13 years old. Father went to Vienna, where he learned to earn his own money. He made his way to the city. At 17 years old, he took the civil service examination and passed. Father reached his dream. He served the government throughout the years. He made a vow to himself when he was a poor boy. Father swore that he would never return to his hometown until he had proved himself. And he did.
When Father retired at age 56, he couldn’t sit at home idle. He bought a farm and took care of it himself. It was on that farm where I spent my childhood. I was brash as a boy. I always wanted to play and run around outside. My mother hoped that I would stay at home more. My public speaking skills were developed early on. I often won arguments with my classmates. Father had a library. I became fond of the books on the Franco-German War from 1870-1871. They were my favorite. I indulged myself in the detailed illustrations. Since then, I’ve had a fascination with anything related to the war, the military of soldiers. My father wanted me to be a civil servant like him. We argued about which high school I should attend. He was firm and determined about his decision. He wanted me to pursue the same path as he did. The more he pushed me into being a civil servant, the more I rejected it.
I told him one day that I wanted to be an artist. I wanted to be a painter. I liked to draw, and I wanted to improve my skills. That was the career path I wanted to take. But Father got angry. He told me that for as long he lived, I would never be an artist. My Father was stubborn. And so am I. He enrolled me in Realschule. I did well on the subjects which interested me. I sabotaged the other subjects, which I considered unimportant. My report cards would have “excellent” on some parts and “inadequate” on others. But I can say that history and geography were my favorite subjects. I led the class when it came to those two.
But something transformed me from being a carefree boy to a being mindful young man. My father died when I was 13. Two years after, my mother followed. I had dreams of becoming an artist and going to the Academy, but my fate had changed. I was orphaned, and naturally, I had to make my living. I went to Vienna as my father did 50 years ago. I also wanted to prove that I could become something. I am sure that I was not to become a civil servant.
Years of Study and Suffering in Vienna
I took the entrance examination for the Academy’s school of painting. I thought that my paintings were excellent, but I was rejected. It was like a lightning flash to me. Hunger was my constant companion. I worked as a laborer and a small painter. My earnings only covered my next meal. In my free time, I read books. If I wanted to buy a book, I had to endure my hunger. Nevertheless, books were my passion. I learned as much as I could.
My life in the city opened my eyes to two things, Jews and Marxists. I do not understand why they should exist among the German people. The more I see them, the more convinced I am that they are menaces. The Jews call themselves “chosen people.” But they are not clean on the outside as well as on the inside. I recognize a Jew when I see one. They flock to the streets of Vienna. They wear unclean clothes. They have a distinct smell. These caftan-wearers made me sick to my stomach.
I learned about the Jewish culture. I became familiar with their literature, art, and theatre. I came to conclude that this was pestilence. The German people were infected with it. This was worse than the Black Plague of the Middle Ages. The Jews are spreading filth in humanity. Their literature is trash. Their art reflects low intellect. Their theatre shows stupidity. And yet, these “chosen people” are growing in number. I worked as a building worker. I was involved in arguments with the trade unions.
These union leaders are claiming to be champions of the employees, but they were only concerned with making themselves rich. I soon realized that these union leaders, these Social Democrats, were all Jews. I read any Social Democrat pamphlet I could find. The authors and publishers had surnames like Ellenbogen, David, Adler, Austerlitz, and others. They spread the teachings of Marxism. I came to realize that these Marxists and these street agitators were all Jews.
I was repulsed. I was disgusted. How dare these “chosen people” pollute the city with the ideas of Karl Marx? How dare the Jews encourage others to refuse to work and fight the government? I believe in the privilege of strength and power. I believe in the value of personality. I believe that some people are destined to lead, and some are destined to follow. This brings order to the world. Marxism wants to destroy this order. It is destructive. It leads to chaos. Marxism wants to dispose of the privileged and give power to the masses. It blurs the importance of culture, race, and nationality.
Marxism is the way by which the Jews aim to dominate the world. These “chosen people” want to be superior to all of humanity. Hence, I am defending myself and my people from the Jews. In this sense, I conclude that I am acting in the will of God.
In 1912, I moved from Vienna to Munich. The time before the war was the happiest time of my life. Munich is very different. The large city was filled with German art. I cannot help but bask in the beauty of this place. Munich was better than any place I knew. I felt love and connection with it. The dialect was closer to my own. I also came to interact with Bavarians like myself. It reminded me of my parents and my childhood. In Munich, there was a marriage between power and art.
The World War
The historical events of 1914 were not forced upon the people. The First World War was desired by the masses. During this time, the people wanted to finally put an end to all uncertainty. The question was not whether Austria or Serbia would win. The question was if the people could truly build the German nation. Two million soldiers were willing to defend the flag with their last breath. I fell to my knees and looked up to the heavens. I feel an overwhelming amount of happiness and gratitude for being allowed to live at this time.
There was great uncertainty among the masses about our nation’s state of affairs. The people felt a strong urge to struggle, which will settle everything once and for all. A peaceful resolution of the Austria-Serbian conflict was simply not enough. The news of the assassination of Archduke Francis Ferdinand spread in Munich like wildfire. I knew right then that war would be inevitable. It wasn’t just about the conflict between Austria and Serbia. It’s about Germany’s fight for existence. This war would dictate our nation’s destiny.
If Germany won, it would be among the most powerful nations in the world. The security and well-being of all Germans were at stake. I want to prove that my enthusiasm for stately affairs is not empty. It’s not only in words and thoughts but most of all in action. I wrote a petition to His Majesty asking for permission to enter the Bavarian army. I was delighted to receive an answer the next day. My hands were trembling as I opened the letter. I have been approved. I should be in the Bavarian barracks at once. My gratitude and joy were overflowing.
This was the greatest time of my existence. I wore the military tunic, which I would be using for the next 6 years. I used to shout the national anthem at the top of my lungs. The time has come for me to prove my love for this nation. My comrades and I marched to Flanders on a dark, cold night. We shouted, “Germany, Germany above all, above all in the world.” The sound of gunfire floated in the air. We marched as seventeen-year-olds that night. Four days after, we came back to Munich as grown men.
In September of 1916, I was in the Battle of Somme. The situation was not enough to describe in words. It looked and felt more like hell than a war zone. The drumfire continued endlessly for weeks. The German soldiers remained strong. Although sometimes we were forced to push back, we got ourselves up again and moved forward. Our army was unwavering. In October 1916, I was wounded. I had to be taken to the rear and sent back to Germany.
Two years have passed since I left the Fatherland. All of us wounded soldiers were happy to see the land we are defending once again. But we were not prepared for the devastation that we saw. I had to be confined to the hospital. It felt bizarre to lie in a soft bed and hear the womanly voices of the nurses. It was a stark difference from the battlefield. When I had the strength to walk again, I asked for permission to visit Berlin. Everywhere I looked, I saw misery. The whole city was starving.
People felt great discontent. And yet, Munich was much worse than Berlin. I was assigned there in the replacement battalion. I could not recognize the city I loved. You could hear curses and angry voices everywhere you went. In our barracks, my fellow soldiers expressed their anguish. The senior soldiers were quick to punish us, even though they had never been to the battlefield. Jews took more of my attention. They filled the offices in the city. All the clerks were Jews, and all the Jews were clerks. They have been truly indispensable. They were like leeches sucking on people’s skin.
The Jews made themselves rich by selling war supplies. As the war goes on, they make more money by making guns and ammunition. I cannot help but think that full control of the economy is required. While the Prussians and the Bavarians were busy fighting each other, the Jews were making their way behind the scenes. They became so powerful and so wealthy that they could destroy both Bavaria and Prussia at once. In March 1917, I was fully recovered. I was ready to fight for Germany once again.
It was November 1918 when the fighting stopped. I was in the hospital then, nursing an eye injury. A pastor came to inform us of the revolution. The war was over. The monarchy was over. Germany was now a republic. I felt deeply miserable. I had not wept since my mother’s death, but that November day, I did. All of our sacrifices, all of our hunger, our hardships, and the lives of our fallen comrades were wasted. They were all for naught. Kaiser William II agreed with the Marxists. He became the last emperor of Prussia. The Marxists had won. I cannot fight on the battlefield anymore, so I decided to enter politics.
The Beginning of My Political Activity
I was not attracted to joining any of the existing political parties. I did not agree with any of their teachings. I consider myself a National Socialist. For me, there was only one true doctrine. That was people and the fatherland. It meant that we must fight to ensure the existence and continuation of our race. It also meant providing for all the needs of our children. It meant protecting the purity of our blood. It meant safeguarding the independence of our fatherland because if we have it, our people will have the freedom to fulfill the mission given to us by God.
Every action and every thought must be grounded on this purpose. All decisions must be accepted or rejected according to the doctrine of people and the fatherland. In 1919, I attended a course for soldiers. It was an order given to us. The letter said every soldier should learn about the basics of civic thinking. One day, there was a participant who defended the Jews with lengthy arguments. I could not help but answer. I stood up and spoke with conviction. The majority of the attendees agreed with me. They were moved by my speech. A few days later, I was assigned to the army as an “educational officer.”
I was full of passion and enthusiasm. I took my new job to heart. Finally, I was allowed to speak before plenty of people. Since I was young, I knew that I had that gift, that I could move people through my words. This time, I proved myself. My voice was so strong that it could be heard in all corners of the room. I felt extremely happy. Through my gift, I could do further service to the institution that I value the most, which is the military. I encouraged thousands of men back to service. My words inspired them to keep working for the people and the fatherland. I met with comrades who had the same beliefs as me.
I had been able to lead the others to a general discipline. I had inspired men all over the nation to join the cause. Our movement came to be known as National Socialist German Workers’ Party.
Nation and Race
There are some truths that people often disregard, truths that are forgotten in our day-to-day life, like the basic rule of nature on the segregation of species. An animal will mate only with its kind. A mouse mates with a mouse.A stork mates with a stork. A wolf mates with a she-wolf. The crossbreed between different kinds results in weak offspring. Theoretically, if a shepherd dog mates with a sheep, the offspring will be stronger than the sheep but weaker than the dog. And so, nature ensures that there is purity of race. A dog mates with a dog, and a sheep mates with a sheep.
By mating with the same species, nature maintains that a dog behaves like a dog and a sheep behaves like a sheep. You will immediately notice the differences among species when it comes to intelligence, strength, appearance, and others. And so, you will never have a shepherd dog that is submissive to the sheep. The same principle applies to humans. The superior Aryan race declined because it co-mingled with inferior people. North Americans are superior to Latin Americans because those in the North did not mate with colored people. North Americans trace their ancestry to Germany. They have maintained the strength and intelligence of the race because of purity.
On the other hand, the Latin people in Central and South America co-mingled with the aborigines. That is why the Latin blood is mixed with inferiority. You can see now how North America is more powerful than Latin America. That is all because of the purity of race. All great cultures declined because of blood mixing. The creativity, the vision, and the talent of the superior race fade away because of mating with the inferior race.
Humanity can be divided into three groups. The first is the founders of culture. The second is the bearers of culture. And the third is the destroyers of culture. Only Aryans can be considered in the first group. The Aryan race was the foundation of all civilization. They laid the building stones of human progress. The Aryans made plans, and the other people of the world are executing them. The achievements of America and Europe, whether in science or technology, originally came from the Aryan race.
The Right of Emergency Defense
History repeated itself in 1918 and 1923. In 1918, the government chose not to end Marxism once and for all. Because of that, Germany paid the price. In 1923, the need to finish Marxism in Germany is greater than ever. These Marxists are nothing but murderers and traitors. Only the bourgeoisie can be fooled that the Marxists will now contribute to the national conscience. The Marxists and Jews are guilty of the deaths of 2 million soldiers who died in the war of 1918. And then, they made their way up to grab positions in the government.
In World War 1, the German soldiers and the German workers became victims of the Marxist leaders. These Marxists took power over the fatherland after the War. The sons of Germany sacrificed their lives only to be deceived by these treacherous Jews. These 15,000 Hebrew corrupters should have been killed by poison gas in 1914. If they had, the men on the battlefield would still be alive in 1918, and they would gain what they fought for. The lives of these workers and soldiers are certainly more valuable than these “chosen people.”
But Germany’s bourgeoisie let it happen. In the name of statesmanship, they let these traitors and swindlers rise to power. This was while millions of loyal men died on the battlefield. We should not commit the same mistake. In 1923, we needed to eliminate these Marxists once and for all. A nation cannot be saved by prayers. Passive resistance can only last for some time. There is nothing like warfare to settle all disputes. The only truly effective way to reform any nation is by military means.
In November 1923, the Republic ordered the National Socialist German Workers’ Party to be dissolved. The members were commanded not to convene ever again. But as I ended this book in November 1926, the Nazi Party rises stronger and louder than ever.No one can stop the correct ideas, the pure will, and the spirit of the Nazis. The value of personality and race is at our core. Germany will become lord of the Earth as soon as it is cured of racial poisoning. The Nazis will do whatever it takes to secure the people and the fatherland. “Germany, Germany above all, above all in the world.”
You learned about the mind of Adolf Hitler. You learned about his belief in the purity of race. You learned his strong views about Marxism. Hitler believed in action. He viewed diplomacy as cowardice. We are now in the digital age. People all over the world are connected more than ever. We are of different colors and cultures, but deep inside, we are all human. We all want to protect our loved ones. We all want to pursue our dreams and live in happiness.
It is best to learn about empathy, to feel what others feel, and to see things from other people’s perspectives. Which do you think leads to a better life, anger, and close-mindedness or kindness and understanding? Will you live a life of hate or compassion? The choice is yours.